When I die
Bury me
Hang my balls
From a cherry tree...
When I die I want to be incinerated and blow away on the winds of my Maker. Something like this would just creep me out!
From a concert in 1990.
Jeebus, times fly.
Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted
After I die, I would like to be scattered along the beach ... but I don't want to be cremated.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorites, the Traveling Willburies (sp)
ReplyDeleteEven one of pancake eaters would not fit on a Honda 70 trail bike... why the Harley, an overrated motorcycle if there ever was...
ReplyDeleteQuiet, you fool! Do you want to bring the wrath of hoodlums down on us?
DeleteI said something similar the other day, and BP came roaring up on that big mighty HD of his and beat the pooh out of me. Then ASM showed up and held my arms behind me while BP beat me up again from the front!
Speak not of the devil, lest he appear....
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ReplyDeleteThe Highwaymen....MAN, what a great way to end the day!
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